” I ordered“N-no. I-I can’t. I won’t!”“Smack!!” another slap to her ass quickly brought her defiance to an end and she opened her legs a...bit.“Wider!” I commanded and another smack convinced her legs to open nicely. Two fingers now slipped deep into her pussy which was wet with desire. I began finger-fucking her, curving my fingers a bit so the tips stroked her g-spot nicely. Every third or fourth stroke I’d let them slip out and down and back on each side of her clit rubbing circles around her. Many of the women at the party were from Libby's high school and her Ole Miss sorority sisters. Almost all were unmarried, as Libby had graduated a year ahead of her sorority pledge and high school class and most didn't get married until after college. It was a target rich environment for a single man.Pris, who was a rising junior, introduced me to the sisters from her and Libby's pledge classes and to Libby's friends from high school. They all seemed nice and were excited for Libby, who had. Madam Clara was sitting behind a large desk wearing a tight white blouse and a pencil skirt. You later told me that she was a beautiful and well-built woman in her forties with a commanding presence whose glance made you excited.She had you come around to her side of the desk and asked you to stand in front of her with your hands at your sides. She quickly pulled down your pants and underpants which caused your partially erect cock to pop up and then flop down, which brought an evil grin,. Her boss Mr. Dutt fucked her whenever he wanted in his office.Now: It was 4 o’clock in the afternoon and Prof Jayant was still in the classroom finishing some correction work. Most of the students of the college had gone home and only the staff remained. Asst. Professor Induja was also still sticking around but she had no work. Induja entered the classroom and was pleased to find him there.“Prof Jayant! Not going home anytime soon?” asked Induja as she strode in after closing the door behind.